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  1. Public Bookmark 3

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    “Jana?” Niamh appeared abruptly next to Aggie. “Are you talking to her right now?”
    The comment attracted the attention of a couple of the other players, who turned in their direction. Aggie was going to die of mortification. She had never wished more fervently that she could simply dissolve into thin air.
    “She is.” Lucy confirmed pointing at her own phone. “Jana told Ona.”
    Moving the phone away from her face so Jana could not hear her, she pushed Niamh away. Her cheeks were so flushed that she might as well combust. “Go to hell.” Some footballers chuckled at their sisterly behaviour.
    Jana, unaware of the distress Aggie was in, carried on talking. “And maybe I could make you dinner to return the favour of bringing me soup when I was sick?”

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    26 Dec 2025

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    Slowly, cautiously, because this is probably the best and worst idea either of them have ever had, born of impulse and desperation, Nancy skates her fingers over the back of Robin’s hand. Then, fingers partially tangled, she angles Robin’s hand lower. Together they slip into the gap between Nancy’s thighs, circling the warm skin and the light fuzziness of her leg hair. 

    OR: “Oh my God, we fucked in Steve’s bed.” 

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    27 Nov 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 13

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    Aitana’s eyes were almost black. Alessia was certain she wasn’t imagining this now.

    She reached out, slowly, and brushed a finger against Aitana’s sweatshirt. It was barely contact, but Aitana visibly froze, her breath hitched in her throat.

    ‘You felt it.’ Alessia murmured. ‘I know you did.’

    Aitana’s eyes steeled over.

    ‘Don’t flatter yourself.’

     

    Or- Aitana Bonmatí has always prided herself on keeping football and life separate. But when a certain English striker keeps cropping up-on set, in headlines, and far too often in her thoughts, those lines start to blur.

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    08 Oct 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 82

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    [ robbcella boss/assistant au ]

    "She would be a competent assistant and not get fired. She could do it.

    At least, she thought so until she met her new boss.

    It turned out that he was five feet, eleven inches of rugged, chiseled man (with thick, red-brown curls, deep blue eyes, and a jawline that could cut glass.)"

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    24 Sep 2025

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    Her son falls ill while Robb is hunting for game in the endless black of the Long Night, and Myrcella longs for warmth in more ways than one.

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    23 Sep 2025